Many like me.

Windy rains and the screeming sun
Empty sands and deep waters.
I went to the moon looking for you
Not alone. In a queue.
Many like you left many like me.
Many like me refused to see.



I met a girl just like me
Whose spirits were a reflection of mine.
We sang, we laughed
And forgot everything for a while.
I thought she was just like me
But perhaps she was better.
She had no ambitions,
Lived only in moments.
I tried to make her dream.
She felt it was too much an effort.
I insisted on living a meaningful life.
She call me a villain and asked
The meaning of life.